Chapter 101: A Falcon's Cry

lay this game." Chongxuan Sheng said with some disdain. That air of arrogance and superiority, it was unclear where it came from. As if he had completely forgotten that he too had once hidden his abil...Faced with this eerie, terrifying howl.

Among the gathered holy clan, almost only the white-haired priests remained composed.

Her tone was even calm: "Bazhi, bring me the head of Xiangshu. I have it in my studio, and I have already performed a sacrifice."

Qing Bazi gritted his teeth and walked away without a word.

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This is the traditional...

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Qingqi tree and Qingjiu leaf were silent, their faces ashamed.

“A youth from afar,” the priest looked at Jiang Wang: "Didn't you ask me what the predicament of the Divine Grace Land was Our holy clan has to let the young and strong warriors among us fight each other, and then... the warrior who dies in the melee... we offer his skull. That is the predicament we face."

"What caused this predicament" Jiang Wang, infected by the oppressive atmosphere, spoke in a hushed voice: "The cry just now"

The old priest looked at him and told a story——

Once upon a time.

A swallow without a tail came to the door, speaking in human words, saying: "Kind people, my stomach is growling with hunger, I'm about to starve to death. Can you give me something to eat"

A kind-hearted saint girl brought some fruit.

The swallow said, "No, I won't eat this."

The saintly maiden brought it another bowl of rice and a bowl of water.

The swallow said, “How can these things fill my belly”

The saint maiden was angry, saying, "What on earth do you want to eat"

At this moment, the swallow showed its ferocious face and said: "Only your head can satisfy my hunger a little."

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Having finished speaking, it pounced upon the girl from the holy clan.

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A Holy Tribe warrior saw this and raised his bow, shooting the tailless swallow dead with one arrow.

But what's terrifying is that the swallow returned the next day.

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Exactly the same, not a single feather was harmed.

It even used the exact same tone to plead with people, "Kind sir or madam, I'm starving to death. Could you please give me something to eat"

People already knew its hideous form, so no one would answer. The brave holy warriors shot it down at the first moment. To prevent this strange tailless swallow from resurrecting again, the holy warriors also burned its corpse to ashes.

But on the third day, the swallow appeared again.

This time it cried out, “I’m about to starve to death, please give me a head to eat.”

Of course, no one would agree.

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The Holy Warriors killed it again, but in the process of killing it, they discovered that it was much stronger and more agile than last time. Killing it was no longer so easy.

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The fourth day...

The fifth day...

The Swiftlet is killed every day, and the next day it appears unharmed and stronger than before.

No matter how its body was treated, whether it was buried, chopped up, or even roasted and eaten by samurai...it always revived.

Finally, the day came when even the Saint Clan warriors were no match for it, falling in battle at its hands.

A swallow without a tail pecked at the head of this poor Saint Clan warrior, swallowing it in a few bites.

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Then, he happily said to the people: "This is my hundredth head I've eaten. Good people, thank you! I am full! See you again in a year!"

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After it finished speaking, it flew away from here.

And as expected, it never appeared again until a year later...

When the tailless swallow appeared again, the warriors of the Holy Tribe had been preparing for a whole year. They set traps and worked together to kill it. They bound its corpse with chains, placed it in a coffin made of dragonwood, and buried the coffin in front of the Tree Altar, hoping to suppress the evil with divine power.

But it was devastating to see the swallow return to life again the next day.

And just like before, it became even more powerful.

A great battle, it killed seventeen Saint Clan warriors and devoured the head of one of them.

As it was leaving, it said: "I'm full, thank you for the feast! See you again in a year!"

A year later, faced with the return of the Wingless Swallow, people had different opinions. Some devoted themselves to martial arts training, hoping to fight the Wingless Swallow again. Others tried to find new ways to stop its resurrection.

At this time, a holy warrior stepped forward and said, "It only needs to eat one human head. Why do we have to die so many"

This samurai committed suicide before a swallow, offering his head as tribute.

After the swallow without a tail pecked at the human head, it indeed left and did not harm anyone else.

This "offering of the head" tradition has continued to this day, as the precursor to the Holy Race's "Hunting Each Other" custom.

This story is not long, but extraordinarily dark and hopeless.

A monster that can never be completely killed and grows stronger the more it is resisted, has made swallowing human heads a horrifying habit.

This is a simple example.

People fear it, but they are also accustomed to it.

The old woman with white hair finished the story.

Jiang Wang and the three others fell silent.

The "mutual hunting" tradition of the Saint Clan is a great history of sacrifice.

But from another angle, isn't this also a history of the humble swallow being tamed by the so-called "holy race"

“I have a question,” Wu Quji asked bluntly. “Since that tailless swallow can eat one human head in a year, why don't you send up the elderly or children who are unable to work, but instead let the young and strong warriors of your clan die In terms of value choices, it doesn't seem appropriate. Young and strong warriors should be the guarantee of the survival of the clan, shouldn't they”

The old priest looked at him intently: "The elders are history, the children are the future. To lose history is to lose honor. To lose the future is to lose everything. We have no tradition of allowing the elderly and children to die."

Qing Jiu Ye glared at Wu Qu Ji furiously: "Although our Saint Clan was forced to submit, our spine remains unbroken!"

At this time, Jiang Wang asked, "Is that tailless swallow the Yan Xiao"

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Before entering the Divine Shade, Qingqi had mentioned this name that seemed taboo, leaving a deep impression on him.

"Owl" Before the priest nodded, Suchi beside him was the first to voice his curiosity.

As the priest narrated the tale of the swallow with no tail, he seemed lost in thought, as if something had struck a chord within him.

“Young man, do you know the Yan Xiao” The old priest’s cloudy eyes stared at Su Chi.

“I once came across an ancient book that had a passage about the Yan Xiao.” Su Chi hesitated for a moment.

Jiang Wang's heart moved. The ancient texts that exist in the present world record the monsters of the Senhai Yuan Realm, the Wingless Swallows

The more this happens, the more mysterious it becomes.

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Everyone gazed inquisitively at Su Chi.

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He thought for a moment, then stated cautiously: "I'm not sure if it's true or not, I'm just saying what I saw."

"But let's say it anyway."

Su Ci organized her words and said, "According to the ancient book..."

“The swallow is a good bird, while the owl is an evil bird.”

Ancient people hated owls very much.

> Hang the head of the executed bird on a tree for all to see.

This is the origin of "public display of a criminal's head."

This also became a form of punishment used by humans to this day. People often beheaded the convicts and hung their heads on wooden poles for public display.

It is said that after an owl dies, its evil thoughts never cease. Out of ten thousand owls publicly executed, only one extremely wicked bird will be born from the pile of their severed heads.

The name is Yan Xiao.

It is said that this thing is the evil thought of an owl. Because they hate other birds, people love swallows so much, but hate owls so much, it transformed into a swallow shape. It is to harm with the shape of a swallow that humans like. To harm humanity in the form that humans "like."

Because it was born from a self-chief, it is born with a head but no tail. Therefore, the biggest difference between an owl and a swallow in appearance is that an owl has no tail.

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The falcon is the most evil among falcons, born cruel and feeding on the heads of living creatures.

By the end, Suchi's voice even shook slightly.

"A falcon's cry, it must devour a hundred heads!"

Read with an honest heart, patrolling the heavens.uppet becomes meaningless.Then Mo Zhu saw the young man move, his long sword unsheathed, and he was already close.Those eyes, which were usually gentle yet resolute, instantly shifted in emotion, tran...